She was practically destitute of jewellery. She approached a soft-looking bespectacled girl she had seen once in the halls and noticed for her haunted look. He felt that he might soon be separated—perhaps, for ever—from the fond little creature he held in his arms, whom he had always regarded with the warmest fraternal affection, and the thought of how much she would suffer from the separation so sensibly affected him, that he could not help joining in her grief. We two just love each other—the real, identical other—all the time. Kneebone assured her that he did say so; and, as a further proof of his sincerity, squeezed her hand very warmly under the table. Don’t be afraid that I shall stunt it. Nobody knows what his real name is, but he's a Hollander.
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